Electrolux spoke very calmly, but his words gave Chen Ping a tremendous shock.
"How is that possible?"
Startled, Chen Ping said, "Teacher, I remember it's been several years since you first completed the undead creature martial soul awakening ritual, hasn't it?"
"I thought you'd already forgotten about getting undead creatures to cultivate on their own. So what plan have you come up with? You're not going to make a set of artificial meridians for the undead, are you?"
Electrolux looked at the astonished Chen Ping and chuckled, a hint of pride in his smile.
"I ruled out artificial meridians years ago. Did I need you to bring that up?"
"Leaving aside just how precise one's spiritual power would have to be to create artificial meridians, even if they actually worked, could we supply one set to every one of the hundreds of millions of undead in the Undead Demiplane?"
Chen Ping scratched his head. "Then what brilliant idea have you come up with this time, one that will shake heaven and earth and make ghosts and gods weep? Tell me about it."
Electrolux chuckled cheerfully at that. "Then pull back your spiritual power and let me log in."
"You got it."
At his instruction, Chen Ping withdrew his spiritual power into the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness without another word, waiting for Electrolux to log in.
Soon, when Chen Ping opened his eyes again, they had turned a deathly gray, but deep within that gray lay a faint, fragmented trace of gold.
Chen Ping-or rather, Electrolux-raised his arm, controlling the soul power within Chen Ping's body and continually gathering it toward the tip of his index finger. Soon, a small soul power vortex took shape.
That was not the end of it. In just a few breaths, the